To the north of the seven cities, there was a Xiandong Mountain Park. It was a modern name and had been built into a park. It was not like this before the 1980s. There were no buildings around, only a quarry built at the foot of the mountain.
Not far away, there was something that looked like a water station. The house was very tall, and there seemed to be no one there. When they passed by it, they could hear the roar of the machines inside.
Perhaps the snow in 1984 was really heavy. The mountains here were almost completely covered in snow, especially when you were about to walk to the foot of the mountain. The one-foot-thick snow was up to your knees, and the fierce north wind was blowing. Under such harsh conditions, a thin figure swayed in the snow and ice. He carried the firewood that he had cut down on the mountain and walked down the mountain.
From then on, Jia Kun entered a painful journey. He clearly knew his brother's difficulties. If he didn't work hard to live and study, he would be letting down his brother's feelings for him.
From then on, he and his third brother rented a house outside. At first, they lived at his brother's house. When his third brother came, it messed up the originally peaceful house. His and his third brother's arrival made his sister-in-law very dissatisfied, but who would want that? Of course, her brother could do it, but that sister-in-law was a different story. At first, he was very nice and enthusiastic, but as time went by, he revealed himself.
Especially when her third brother came, it made her even angrier. She said that she liked her third brother's trouble, but after a long time, it was not like that. At this time, her temper had become very bad. She had quarreled with her brother because of them. The fiercest thing was that time when their family was building a storeroom in front of the house. Jia Kun did not know about this at all. He was very happy to go to his brother's house to take a look. It happened that his family was building the foundation, and his brother was busy alone. He hurriedly ran over to help his brother. However, for some reason, his sister-in-law flew out of the house and scolded Jia Kun when she saw him.
"What the f * ck are you begging for? You're so lazy that you only came now.”
"You motherf * ckers are all lazy.”A mortar-like mental devastation was something that Jia Kun really couldn't take. Tears of grievance flowed down her face as she continued to work. The older brother really couldn't stand it and said with heartache,
"Fourth Bro, why don't you go back? I can do it alone here."
Jia Kun insisted on not leaving. His brother saw him crying and pushed him away.
Do you know? When he staggered back to his rented house, he lay on the bed and cried in pain. His tears of grievance flowed like a broken string of pearls. At this time, it was as if he wanted to cry out all his grievances.
At that time, they didn't have much food. They only had millet and big stubble that their hometown had sent over.
There was no firewood for the fire, so Jia Kun had to go up the mountain to chop it and carry it back.
He could only eat once a day. Usually, he would be hungry in the morning and at noon. Only at night, when he came back from school, would he have the time to cook a meal. Sometimes, the fire was not easy to burn, and a big meal could only be cooked in the middle of the night. However, there was not even a bit of salt. He was under the Kang mat with the change his third brother had left behind. He managed to buy a bottle of soy sauce from a nearby shop. After buying a bottle of soy sauce, he returned to his rented house and ate the big stubble and drank the soy sauce.
There was no time to cook in the morning, so she went to school hungry. Sometimes, she would be scolded by the teacher if she was late.
Sometimes, he would help his third brother with his business, and he would be exhausted after a day.
At that time, he had a firm belief that he had to get into school no matter what, or his life would be over.
Sometimes, he would cut firewood on the mountain while reading. He would not care if his hand was injured or his foot was injured. Even though the snow was so heavy and the wind was so wild, he still remained the same.
He was like an iron man who couldn't be defeated, fighting against hardship.
He remembered that when he was chopping firewood on the snowy mountain, he had composed a poem like this:
Reaching into the snowland and the blue sky
The mountain of thorns in the desolate grave is connected with the foot
Rub my face and let the wind and snow blow
Glittering and translucent, soaked in the clothes
Pearls dripping down the green stream
Looking up at the sky, the sky is empty
Holding the document in my hand, I curse in my heart
The stream has long become a stone river
If you look at the horizon beyond the forest
Flocks of birds sleep on the window eaves
Only the king can endure the pain
Climbing the mountain peak in adversity
Life is like this. When faced with hardship, we have to use a hundred times or a thousand times more strength to overcome it and conquer it. Then your life will be filled with flowers and smiles. Ever since Jia Kun came to this world, suffering had been with him all the time. It could stimulate him to rise up and encourage him to fight back. It allowed him to break through all mental troubles and lead him to the other side of the ideal future.
He had really suffered too much, and he was already feeling a little numb.
But what was this? There was still a long way to go in the future.
He always thought so.
to be continued
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